Prolog

Between Pleasure and Sin, They Walk Side by Side in Selvia’s Life.

Her failed marriage led her to choose a different path to become a mistress. A mistress in Andre’s life. A man she loved yet found impossible to escape from, tangled in the web of love and desire.

Selvia had fallen in love with Andre, the husband of her best friend, Diandra. Despite Diandra helping her in many ways financially and in life. Selvia shamelessly took her husband and slowly claimed him as her own.

She had everything: luxury, comfort, and a life free of financial worries. Andre, a director of a prestigious company, provided for her every need. A grand house, an elegant car with a three pointed star emblem her daily ride.

For a year, she had been a kept woman. With Andre, she had everything it’s money, jewelry, pleasure. She gave him everything he wanted. Every wild fantasy he couldn't fulfill with Diandra, he indulged in with her.

One day, she asked him, “Why did you choose to have an affair with me, darling?”

“Never ask me that,” Andre replied, irritated.

“You can't just ignore this, Andre.”

“Selvia, listen to me, my love. I love you. I just want to enjoy our time together.”

She could never resist the touch of Andre’s fingers. His hands caressed her skin gently, their passion blending into soft moans like a melody of forbidden pleasure.

Being a kept woman was Selvia’s choice. She didn’t care about the whispers behind her back or the judgmental stares. She didn’t care about Diandra’s tears or Andre’s two children. Don’t blame her for becoming a kept woman all she wanted was to be loved, even if she could never have Andre completely.